There is too much doing - too little being! When we begin to get strenuous, life begins to grow intolerable.
There's precious little comes of telling people what they don't want to hear.
A false vision was better than none.
once a man had thrust his hands into the soil and knew the grit of it between his teeth, he felt something rise within him that was not of his day or generation, but had persisted through birth and death from a time beyond recall.
A sickness ... defines margins, crystallizes the shape of things.
But one had to go back to the beginning of things, always. Trace the thread of life - find the knot - untangle it.